Transcendent Insight: A Dimensional Journey Starting from Douluo

Wu Tong felt a wave of relief when Dugu Bo confirmed the existence of the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire. Without this admission, his plans w

Wu Tong felt a wave of relief when Dugu Bo confirmed the existence of the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire. Without this admission, his plans would have hit a dead end.

"Good. Since you possess such a treasure, curing both your and Sister Yanzi's poison is possible. I can even evolve your martial souls directly, eliminating the toxicity issue altogether."

Dugu Bo's hands clamped onto Wu Tong's shoulders with bruising intensity. "You're serious? The poison… can truly be eradicated?"

"Old man—ow! Let go! You're crushing my shoulders!" Wu Tong yelped, squirming under the vise-like grip.

"It's true. If your treasure land has the herbs I need, neutralizing your martial soul's poison will be trivial."

"Xin'er… do you hear that? Our family's curse… it can finally be broken." Dugu Bo released Wu Tong, his voice thick with emotion. Tears glistened at the corners of his eyes as he whispered the name, raw hope cracking his usual gruff demeanor.

Wu Tong stayed silent. He knew who "Xin'er" was—Dugu Xin, Dugu Bo's son, who'd succumbed to spirit poison backlash in his forties. Dugu Bo had been ascending to Titled Douluo during Xin's final moments, missing his last chance to see him. That regret had festered into an obsession, making the old man cling fiercely to his sole remaining family: his granddaughter, Dugu Yan.

In the original timeline, Dugu Bo's loyalty was absolute once earned. He'd stood by Tang San after being cured, even slaughtering enemies without hesitation during the final war. Similarly, he'd served Prince Xue Xing faithfully after being saved by him.

This unwavering devotion was precisely why Wu Tong had chosen to help. Who wouldn't want a friend who'd move heaven and earth for you?

"Little monster, let's go now—to the Yin-Yang Eyes!" Dugu Bo seized Wu Tong's wrist, already dragging him toward the door.

"Slow down, you old lunatic! You've endured this for decades; a single day won't kill you." Wu Tong wrenched free, rubbing his sore arm. "We'll leave tomorrow. Secure Yanzi's leave today, and I'll inform Prince Xue of my absence. I also need to prepare tools for herb collection."

Dugu Bo deflated but nodded. "…Fine. I'll arrange Yan'er's leave immediately."

"One more thing." Wu Tong's tone turned businesslike. "I've just broken through and need a spirit ring. Help me hunt a suitable soul beast."

"Hah! Finally asking for a favor? Consider it done!" Dugu Bo's gray robes billowed as Titled Douluo aura erupted, saturating the hall with crushing pressure. "If I can't catch a mere spirit beast, I'll retire my title!"

Wu Tong shuddered under the oppressive energy. "Titled Douluo might… really be monstrous."

"Enough posturing. I'm off to prepare. Don't forget Yanzi's leave—we depart at dawn." With that, Wu Tong strode out, leaving Dugu Bo to his euphoric daze.

The Next Morning

Wu Tong was yanked from his blankets before first light.

Inside the carriage, he swayed like a drunkard, eyelids leaden. "Old man… the sun hasn't even risen…" He'd spent half the night packing herb-gathering tools, and now his murderous glare could melt steel.

Dugu Bo remained cheerfully oblivious. "Nonsense! By the time we reach the Yin-Yang Eyes, it'll be noon!"

"Wake me when we arrive." Wu Tong face-planted onto the carriage floor, saved from a concussion only by the plush wool carpet.

Beside Dugu Bo, a girl with short violet hair and emerald eyes frowned. "Grandpa, this is the 'renowned Master Wu Tong'? He's… a child. Can he really cure our poison?"

Dugu Yan's lithe frame was accentuated by her fitted green attire, but her skepticism overshadowed her beauty.

"Twelve years old, yet his treatises shook the continent!" Dugu Bo chuckled, recalling the chaos six years prior—multiple factions warring over this very boy. "Even facing my aura as a Titled Douluo, he threatened me without blinking. 'Mr. Dugu Bo, you don't want Dugu Yan to get into trouble, do you?' Cheeky brat!"

His laughter faded into admiration. "Not many dare bare fangs at stronger opponents. Those books? Every word his."

Dugu Yan's eyes widened. "He… threatened you?"

"And outmaneuvered me. That's why he's a 'monster.'" Dugu Bo grinned, ruffling her hair. "Patience, granddaughter. By dusk, our curse ends."

"Thanks to Zavien King for his support!"

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